Muffled Moans Novels & Stories

He whispers, increasing his pace within me indicating he is close My vision becomes blurry my eyes watering in the process as a response to the lavishing and consuming feeling I can’t help but contain within me. I try to muffle the moans escaping my mouth but it’s no use, they escape quickly, mixing into the chattered noise and music from the next room.

How could I just keep counting when she was moaning my name in pleasure. "Oh, yeah, baby. You are driving me crazy. Make those little sounds. Make me cum hard. Come on. Moan my name." I whispered in her ear. My voice came out as hoarse. Hearing my pleas, she obliged happily. She was moaning my name like a piece of chocolate rolling on her tongue. I could feel my cock vibrating because I was so close. Her legs started shaking again, she was going to release again. I captured her lips again to kiss her right before we would cum together. I was hoping for a sync. She moaned my name inside my mouth. A smile appeared on my face as I heard that tiny moan that died in my mouth.

She’s dripping for me. “It feels like a real mole. Smooth. No ink under the skin.” She made a tiny sound and slapped both hands over her mouth. Her eyes went wide with confusion. She didn’t even know what a moan was. I kept touching her, rubbing her clit in slow circles. I could make her come right here, but I want to draw this out. “Just making sure. Hold still.” Her breathing was fast and shaky through her nose. Her face was deep red. Another small whimper tried to escape but she kept her mouth covered tight.

Then she deepthroated me again, holding, humming a constant, broken moan that made my vision blur. I was shaking, hips jerking, whispering broken prayers and curses. Her moans grew louder, more frantic..“Hnnngh… mmmph… ahh… yes… swallow your sin…”..as she sucked harder, faster, hand pumping the base while her throat milked the head. The wet sounds were obscene: gluck-gluck-gluck mixed with her desperate, cock-muffled cries.

I whispered, as I flapped up folds with my tongue, licking off her dripping juice, and she ran her hands through my head, letting out a muffled moan. I delved my tongue deeper in her, while teasing her clit with my fingers, and I noticed I had hit her gspot as she moaned loudly, but quickly toned down her voice. Damn it! I wanted to hear her moan for me. “Ahh..mhmm..” she moaned, but she I noticed she was fighting the moans maybe to “You can scream, kitten this place is soundproof.”

A sound that didn't belong to the peaceful night air. A moan. Soft, breathy, distinctly feminine. Coming from the direction of Penthouse A. What the fuck?

She muffled a moan at the gesture. My hand fondled with her boobs, my tongue grazing and teasing her erect nipples. She whimpered like a child, more like she was suddenly suppressing her moans. I bit her nipple sensually in return and she moaned out loud. Exactly what I wanted to hear. Her moans reverberating in my ears. "The room is soundproofed baby; you don't have to keep it in. Let it all out." I mumbled against my ragged breath, loud enough for her to hear and she nodded obediently and gently like a child patiently awaiting candy in return for her obedience.

A woman crying? I froze, trying to concentrate on the sound. It wasn’t crying. It was moaning. Low, broken, rhythmic. Pretty much cries from pleasure not pain. My stomach dropped. How could two mad people be fucking in the forest. At night? I pushed through the underbush, walking slowly with my heart in my mouth as I tried locating the sound. The moans grew clearer, flesh slapping flesh, wet sounds and heavy breathing. I parted the last curtain of leaves.

We moaned loudly, our moans filled this room loudly and we shouted our names every time he kissed me I'm so very happy and I moaned even more when I felt him hitting something inside me "Fuck sed ugh!!! Faster please faster!!! " "Ugh fuck baby your moans driving me crazy ughh~~!!!" "Ughhh.. Ohhh. Hmmmmm" "Ugh!!! It's about to come out, faster ugh~~" "Ughh I'm Cumming!!!" "Ugh~~" "Ugh~~" we grunted at the same time when we went out at the same time my body was so weak that I fell asleep EVERYTHING WENT BLACK

A moan. It’s low, guttural, a sound of profound pleasure that rips through the forced silence. It's not a sound of distress, not a sound of pain. It’s a betraying sound, a soft, involuntary utterance that seems to rise from the deepest, most hidden part of her. It’s a sound that betrays herself, betraying her hatred, betraying her forced submission, betraying everything she has fought so desperately to hold onto. His eyes widen for a fraction of a second, a jolt of shock and something else—a dark, triumphant satisfaction—rippling through him. The sound hangs in the air, a devastating admission, a terrifying promise.